Are you superstitious?
So I was told of so many superstitions growing up. First I remember was touching wood. I used to think that absurd. However once or twice of course I tried it….Nothing. Ok so nothing I noticed anyway. Then there was picking dandelions was banned as the superstition is that it made you wet the bed. I cannot lie I did this too (well I had to check it out as an idea !!) However needless to say I didnt wet the bed. I am sure much to my parents delight ! This went on to not walking udner ladders or cracks in the pavement. To my childhood self, I never noticed if it was lucky or not but I had alot of fun dodging ladders and skipping on paving slabs without stepping in the cracks….Did this make a difference to being lucky or unlucky…. no.
I tried having a favourite colour , lucky days of the week pants (mine were Saturday as we never had hot food just a brilliant TV cold buffet. Watching television. This happened though regardless of my days of the week pants. As I grew up, I was however concious of a faith. This happened at what point I am not sure. Except that at about ten years of age I walked into my local church. I had as all children at my school said prayers, visited church at Easter and Christmas. I was called upon to read in church, and this continued. I sang in choir and had atended sunday school. These were the fondest memories, a cold stone church with wooden pews. Full to the doors with chidren, singing and celebrating festivals. For me my faith in myself and God grew expoentially. Seeing God working through me and those around me. I learnt the relationship required early, growing God conciousness. This surpassed superstition, however sometimes I cannot resist walking around a ladder!!